The officials of Xingzhou, the more the officials are, are mostly the locals.

The woman who can follow the husband and the woman who comes here is not too much.

If the official is not smooth, wouldn't it be a life if he was centrifuged with his wife?

Sima can already guess what the next sentence will be said.

He will probably ask him, "Do you know if your wife knows?".

Regardless of or not, in the end, he will definitely inform his wife.

Why?

Why so!

Sima wanted to cry without tears, but I never thought how to bless today.

"Princess, lower official ... Xiaguan ..." How to justify it?

Qian Zixu looked at the bottom of his heart that he hated iron.

No wonder you are only equipped with Xingzhou officials!

Lu Shuyi, who was already sitting, also secretly frowned, and she felt that it was not very good. Although the officials of Xingzhou were weak and have no power, they were court officials. Isn't the princess Xuan Princess afraid of falling in the name of a strong woman who was jealous?

Lu Shuyi held back his thoughts that he was eager to move, and told herself repeatedly that Xue Qingyin was different from her, different ... The world was unlikely, not only one solution.

But she couldn't help but have a strong curiosity ...

Have Xue Qingyin thought about how to end?

"It seems that Sima's preferences are the same." Xue Qingyin slowly said.

ah?

Sima raised his head in his cricket.

Others also stayed.

Sima had already bowed deeply, and straightened up again.

"Then set Sima's position to me, and watch this dance with me." Xue Qingyin followed again.

Sima breathed half of his breath, and then got stuck back to his throat.

You don't have to turn his head to see, Sima can also perceive the coldness of His Royal Highness Xuan Wang.

"The lower official ... the lower official dare not."

"Why is Sima still polite?"

Sima wanted to cry without tears and was tortured, so he had to go back, and said, "Let's first ask the Palace of Xuanwang."

Xuan Wang lifted his eyelids, and his tone was cold: "The princess ordered you to sit at the bottom, and have it unreasonable?"

"Yes, yes ..."

The rest of the people drew their heads and sympathized with their hearts. But it was more fortunate.

The next time you must have a long memory, you must not fall into this situation in Sima!

I am afraid that he will be "remembered in his heart" for several years.

Sima tried to struggle: "His Royal Highness ..."

Xue Qingyin crooked her head in this compartment and doubted: "But where is the location of His Royal Highness?"

Everyone's heart was shocked, and they looked at the position under Xue Qingyin.

This is the main position.

This is the position of His Royal Highness!

Listening to Princess Xuan's tone, this was deliberately refused to give up.

When Sima heard this, there was a good struggle for heaven and man.

He wanted to say a sound to add a table in the main position, but he thought and thought ...

Still, now it's time to take over the anger of Xuanwang.

No one dared to say "his head" for His Royal Highness Xuan Wang for a while.

Wu Ji was driven back to the field again.

The new dishes and cups were also sent to Xue Qingyin. She shook the cup, and saw that the golden brown wine liquid was raised, exuding a strong aroma.

Silk sounds tightly to play again.

Wu Ji waved his arms stiffly, but did not dare to twist his waist again.

"Reward!" Xue Qingyin said rumoredly.

Appreciation? Who is appreciation?

Everyone was at a loss, and when he saw Princess Xuan's hand, he put a lot of golden dumplings into the plate.

The guard of the palace entrusted the plate to the dance, and divided them to them to them.

They put this small, but they were tightly in their fingers, and the fear and surprise were intertwined in their hearts.

Do they think, the princess? Is it the wife of the emperor's son?

They have never seen such the main mother ... they did not have a attack on them, but there were rewards!

It is to ask them to dance a few more dances and jump to exhaustion!

"What else can you jump?"

They heard the princess sitting on the main position and asked lazily.

"There are not many people who will be, I would like to dance a spring warbler for the princess."

Chunying is a soft dance.

Soft and gentle.

Xue Qingyin was waiting to speak again, but Xuan Wang walked to her, copying her whole, and sat up by herself.

Then he pressed Xue Qingyin on his knees.

In this way, above the main position, two people were squeezed off in one position.

Xue Qingyin :?

This is cheating!

The rest looked at this scene and stunned.

But it can also be considered a solution ...

Xue Qingyin turned his head: "Don't His Royal Highness feel a little bit uniform?"

Xuan Wang lowered his voice and asked her expressionlessly: "When will Yin Yin become a body?"

Xue Qingyin :?

Slandering me again!

The dancer of that car asked weakly and asked: "The princess, do you want to jump?"

Xue Qingyin leaned on the table half -body, leaning forward: "Jump."

When she fell, she felt that the hand that Xuan Wang buckled on her waist was tight.

If Xue Qingyin did not feel, he continued to ask the dancer: "Is it a dance party?"

The head of Wu Ji was surprised, but she still nodded: "Yes." "But for some years, I have never skipped it, I am afraid that it would not be good."

"It's okay, I love to see this." Xue Qingyin smiled.

The so -called muddy dance refers to the cold husle opera circulating from the Western Regions.

However, after being improved, it is gradually used to refer to sword dance on behalf of the sword.

This is why the dancer is so shocked.

They skip countless soft dances, all used to please men. No, this is the way of their survival.

But today, some people want them to dance again ...

After a while, the swordsman was sent up.

These women with soft waists, holding swords on their hands, dancing again, changing their momentum, and powerful posture, such as the long rainbow.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly changed.

Xuan Wang's complexion is slightly stunned.

"Yin Yin really likes watching this dance?"

Xue Qingyin: "Hmm."

How much seems to be a little bit ignored.
To be continued...